He undoes the clasp of my bra and eases it off. He pauses to take me in, and his gaze is like a physical touch—then his tongue dips to each breast, licking each pebbled peak.
I gasp as I arch up.
“So sweet, Julia . . .”
Our gazes cling as he unzips my jeans and shimmies them down my legs. He pushes them over my feet and tosses them over his shoulder with a grin.
I laugh, then stop when he kisses me, his lips insistent against mine. His tongue flicks against mine, tasting me. His fingers graze my neck, down the center of my chest, then between my legs.
“Eric . . .” I moan. “More of that.”
“Trying to go slow.” He maneuvers around and lifts my legs, then lowers them down on either of his shoulders until his head is at my apex.
I shudder with desire. There’s something wholly erotic about a man who has you naked while he isn’t.
“You’re so pretty. And your pussy is soaked.” His fingers rub my juices and my core flutters in greed.
He puts his mouth on me.
I cry out, then bring my hand up to silence myself, but he reaches up and grabs it. “Let it out. Please. I want to hear you scream while I fuck you with my tongue.”
I whimper.
He takes his time and moves his hands to my thighs, spreading me apart. His hot, wet tongue slides slowly up the creases of my most secret parts. My head falls back and I moan as he licks from bottom to top with the flat of his tongue. He darts inside my channel, his teeth nibbling on my clit, then sucking.
He teases my nub, his breath hot against my skin.
“Eric . . .”
He wraps his arms around my thighs and kneads my ass. A fire alights inside me as sensation builds at my spine, burning and tingling.
I’m getting close, so close, almost there, then he pulls back, slowing his movements.
I cry out my displeasure.
“What do you want me to do?”
I open my eyes and there’s a smirk on his face.
“Come on, don’t stop . . .” I writhe in frustration.
“What do you want?” he repeats. “Say it.”
I lick my lips. “You. Make me come. Eat my pussy.”
“Perfect.” He dips to my clit again, his tongue relentless, flicking, swirling, playing. I teeter on the edge and arch against him. My legs clamp around him as I reach for the precipice, and if he stops now, I might kill him. He pulls on my clit gently with his teeth, and I grab the edge of his comforter.
He fingers me lazily with one, then two digits, as I thrash my head from side to side. His arms tighten around my legs, pulling me against his mouth. “Eric. Oh, fuck . . .”
The orgasm rips through me like a cannon, and I come for what feels like minutes, my core clenching as it tugs around his fingers.
He presses a kiss to the top of my mound.
“You taste so sweet, Julia,” he murmurs.
I sputter, trying to compose myself. Our first time was definitely not like this. Yes, it was good after the pain wore off, but this was a more experienced man.
I can’t stop trembling.
“I think I just found my new favorite pastime,” I say and he laughs.
“Anytime you want. Just sit on my face and I’ll take care of you.”
I reach for the waist of his joggers, loosening them. “I want you naked.”
He grabs my hands. “Wait.”
I blink. “What, you don’t want to?”
“I do. But . . .”
“But what?” I chew on my lips. “We can have sex. It doesn’t have to be a big deal.” I know how you operate, Eric. I have to remember that.
He doesn’t seem to like my reply, a frown appearing, but then it’s gone. “Right. Okay.”
He kisses me and I taste myself on him as our tongues tangle. I reach for his shirt and pull it over his head as he shoves down his joggers to his ankles. He kicks them away along with his socks and shoes.
He’s exquisite naked. A muscled beast with emotional, needy eyes.
His gaze rakes down my body. “Fucking gorgeous. You don’t ever have to ask if I want to fuck you. The answer will always be yes. And right now, I want this . . .”
He scoops a hand under my hips and twists me around with no effort, so I’m facing the wall. He runs his hands over the globes of my ass, then smacks me. I cry out.
“Perfect ass,” he says with appreciation, leaning down and running his tongue over it.
My back arches for him, reveling in the feel of his hot hands.
He brings his body close to mine, his cock at the crack of my ass. He rubs it back and forth there as wetness drips down my leg. “This is what you want?”